She sits as the sadness fill the room,
unable to stop the tears that haunt her so.
She stays still and hopes
that no one will come ask her how she feels.
The kids that congregate as they do
trying to find something new to do
as they do not understand yet what has happened.
She smiles at them and prays
they will never know the loss of someone.
She sits and holds a child's jumper without thinking
cuddles it in to herself
as if this small morsel will keep her safe.
She does not recognize the people around her
but keeps nodding to them like a puppet.
How could they know how she feels
or the horrors that come to her
as she shuts her eyes
and sees her daughters life fade.
Drained like a puddle,
she sits there
trying to keep the pain locked inside,
sad and cold she hates the world
for being so unkind.
agreed with Coleen, although sad but it written beautifully the emotions so alive and yes, this is an outstanding one
Drained like a puddle, she sits there trying to keep the pain locked inside, sad and cold she hates the world for being so unkind. the sense of loss expressed so vividly and creatively. sadness, suffering, internal pain... love this.. tony
Sad tale of irreplaceable loss told in eloquent finesse. A work of an intricate mind. Thanks for sharing Maria.
Drained like a puddle, she sits there trying to keep the pain locked inside, ....seeing the life of the daughter fade...... grief expressed so well in lively verses....... i really felt with u as i was reading......... thank you very much poetess. tony
Unable to stop the tears! With the muse of love and pain. Nice work.
Open the window, so the sadness will find way out and fresh emotion need to come in, if you let it be_Soul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sad and heartbreaking yet written so beautifully. Having a daughter myself it brings a tear to my eye. Such a wonderful job on this. Thanks for sharing!